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Sophia!

What?

Aren't you curious to know,
why I'm not going back to New York?

Because you want to drive me
out of here, right?

Where were you?

I was…

Me too.

Greetings, Hukum.

You won't find time to relax today.

Why is everything wet?

Soph!

Soph!

What's this smell?

It's a shit-fest everywhere.

What?

The main sewage pipe burst.

It is said that God showers his blessings
by breaking through ceilings.

Why are we getting it
through a sewage pipe?!

Did he give us this wing on purpose?

What do we do about the launch now?

We need a plan B right now!

-Sir, your right or mine?
-Lower it a bit.

Sir, your right is my left.

Then?

-Good morning.
-Oh, hello.

-Let's begin.
-Excuse me?

Hukum, here's your
updated schedule for the day.

I gave you Maharaja Aviraaj's by mistake…

Apologies, Hukum,
Maharaja Aviraaj is also here, so…

So I only have grooming on my list.

A very good morning,
esteemed ladies and gentlemen.

You are all aware of the connection

between Morpur and polo, and it's history.

But I'd like to share
something personal today.

My father, your Maharaja,

used to tell me that the sport of polo
came from Manipur to Morpur

only because of his great grandfather.

But polo became a part of my life
because of Maharaj Yuvanath.

He loved this sport.

The inauguration of this historical club
and its young champions

would've made him very proud today.

I extend my gratitude

to Morpur Sports Council
and the Honorable Chief Minister.

I'm glorifying the person
who maligned our family name.

That man happens to be your father, Fizzy.

-Pick your words carefully.
-Greetings.

Well, Dad's dear Maurice
has picked our pockets already.

-Pankaj-sa.
-Hukum?

Has the rent been paid
for my New York apartment?

Hukum, it's a huge amount.

You know that we are…

Why did you stop yourself?
Say what you were gonna say.

We are penniless.
Absolutely broke. Isn't it?

Yes, but the good news is,

after The Royal B&B's media announcement,
we'll get a handsome cheque.

We just need to wrap up
your photoshoot today.

-Photoshoot, today?
-Yes.

How much work are you going
to make me do in a day?

I couldn't go to London,
let me watch the Wimbledon on TV at least.

Watch the highlights later, Fizzy.

Or we might soon
not have cable and Wi-Fi too.

Why not have Diggy do the photoshoot?
He's, kind of, handsome too.

But he's not, kind of, a Maharaja.

That's you.

Not yet.

He's right, Pankaj.

-We shouldn't delay his coronation--
-All right, fine. I'll do it.

But you must do something for me too.

Couldn't Fizzy have asked me
to do something else?

He was a Bollywood superstar, Hukum.

There was a time when he ruled
the hearts and the box office.

Girls still drool over him.

And you'll be paid handsomely
for his film's shoot here, Hukum.

Welcome.

Rani Sahiba!

Rambha. Rani Sahiba…

Rani-sa.

The name is Shroff, Ranjit Shroff.

This would be the perfect mansion
to shoot my next blockbuster.

Mansion?

I think you mean, palace.

Right, palace.

By allowing us to shoot in your palace,

you've turned me into your slave,
Rani Sahiba.

Tea.

So, what kind of film are you making?

Is it a classic?

Like Mughal-E-Azam?

Well, you don't really know
much about me, do you?

I do.

We're royals for namesake.

You're the real king.

King of hearts.

Shristi, you're up first.

You will be the first one to taste
the dish in this round of Gastronautics.

I never imagined that

identifying flavors in-depth
can be so difficult.

Always remember that with tasting,
smell is one of our most powerful senses.

As soon as I smelled it,

I realized that it has tomatoes.

It smells of fresh…

All right, next shot! Chair out.

Sometimes you want it in,
sometimes out. I'm on it, sir.

Look in front.

Guys, please closer.

Yeah.

Did you hear?

If I come any closer,
it'll be a little strange.

Lovely.

I was talking
about the Guest Wing, Aviraaj.

The sewage pipe burst.

I'm not a plumber.

Maharaja ji, we need a wing
before the new launch.

So, if you could help--

Ms. Shekhar, I'm actually trying
to focus on this exercise.

I suggest you do the same.

Please look over here. Here.

Soph, look in front. The camera is here.

You may schedule an appointment
with my ADC, if you like.

Ms. Shekhar, can you put your arm
around His Highness? Or Mr. Mehta?

Soph.

You smudged your lipstick.

Yeah.

I don't like this shirt. It's not me.

Excuse me.
Nothing no one's never seen before.

-Niki.
-Yeah, Soph?

Touch-up.

He was leaving, Niki.

It was all going well,
but then he jammed the brakes on it.

And I did this too.

-Bro!
-I know.

Listen, getting under someone
to get over someone

is the oldest trick in the book.

But when that someone is your best friend,

business partner, and ex…

What're you doing, Soph?

I don't know, Niki. I don't know!

And then? What happened next?

He left me on read.

Stop it.

So, one of them replies rudely
and other one doesn't reply at all.

I guess neither of the two
are interested in you.

Perfect!

We need the perfect shot
for The Royal B&B PR.

Yes, ma'am.
But she looks angry in this one.

Next.

How about this?

-Shit, Keertana, change. Change. Next.
-Yes, ma'am.

Next.

Okay, next.

-That's the one!
-That's the one!

In sync!

Aviraaj, that reminds me,
we still need to discuss the Guest Wing--

Greetings, Hukum.
It's time for your next meeting.

-Why don't you talk to my ADC--
-Appointment. Yeah.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

-Pankaj-sa.
-Yes?

-Ensure we get the cheque from them today.
-Hukum.

Rani Sahiba, some king has sent these.

-King?
-King of hearts.

Jinnie!

"The taste of the tea we shared
lingers on."

"I desire to meet you again."

"Please tell me you will?"

"Your ardent admirer, the King of Hearts."
Who is this?

Ranjit Shroff.
He's shooting here at the palace.

So what does the King of Hearts
want to meet you and do this time?

Is this the way to talk to your mother?

Is this the way to talk to the Maharani?

When it comes to Maharani Padmaja,
even the Maharajas forget their manners.

And he's merely a box office king.

He's had a lot of affairs.

Sorry, Mom,
his girlfriends are never over 25.

So?

What's the problem in that?

Nothing.

Hukum, you're quite something.

It won't be easy to get these fittings.

They're all antique.

Plus, this damage.

It's gonna cost a bomb, Soph.

And there's water dripping everywhere.

You should know, Soph.

You woke up wet.

Why isn't he giving us a new wing, Kunal?

What is his problem? Just go talk to him.

Don't worry, Soph.
Aviraaj will discuss this tomorrow.

We have a game.

Yes, as far as he's not gaming us.

Tell me something, Soph.

Why are you annoyed with Aviraaj?

What? No, I'm not.

-Really?
-Really.

Yeah, Soph, tell us.

Did he do something?

He was great on the shoot too. Right?

One second. Are you kidding?

"I don't like this shirt. It's not me."

Well, he's a Maharaja. He can do that.

Please, Kunal.

And the camera loves him.

Ma'am, Kunal sir is right.
He's got some serious rizz.

So, Aviraaj, about the wing…

So, Ms. Shekhar makes you
do the dirty work, right?

No. We're partners.
We share the responsibilities.

Doesn't it get complicated?

Complicated? Why?

-I mean…
-Oh, you mean… No, no.

We're not dating anymore.

We used to, but not anymore.

Oh, my apologies. I just assumed…

That's fine.

About that wing…

Why don't you use
Maharaja Yuvanath's chamber?

-Are you sure?
-It's mine.

Yeah.

We weren't even allowed to see it.

Well, you're allowed to now.

Maharaja Yuvanath doesn't mind
and neither do we.

Thank you, Aviraaj. This is huge.

Game point, huh?

-Girdhari-sa!
-Hukum.

Please arrange a tour
of Maharaj Yuvanath's chamber for them.

Set?

Yeah.

-Game.
-Hukum.

Welcome.

Being the youngest of the family,
with no say in these matters,

allow me to welcome you
to my father's grand chambers.

Photos.

Kunal sir, her photos or the palace's?

Shut up, Keertana.

This is the only room
where Dad welcomed his friends.

For meetings and parties.

And feasts. I mean…

Dad used to throw unforgettable parties.

Whenever we met Dad's friends,
we felt like life is a fairytale.

It's colorful, and it's fascinating.

Right, Girdhari-sa?

Hukum.

Thanks, Jinnie.
I know it's not easy for you, but…

Of course. Thank you.

Our Fizzy was mad about polo.

He was the national champion.

And Dad loved watching him play.

He assumed we're dating each other.

He assumed we're dating each other.

-Who?
-Aviraaj.

Why was he asking about us?

-Of course!
-God knows.

I said yes.

Look at your face.

I think the real artist was Dad.

I mean, just look at this room.

This 350-year-old hand-painted fresco,

and fluted glass from Belgium…

-From Belgium?
-This is from Burma.

This is incredible, Jinnie.

Honestly, it's…
It's all we ever wanted. It's…

so special.

But I can't believe
Fizzy is giving this room to you.

Just promise me
that you won't change it a lot.

I promise.

We'll do everything with utmost love.

Thank you.

Ma'am, ma'am.

Ma'am, don't go there.

Hukum.

Are you okay?

-I'm okay.
-Sophia ma'am is okay.

Bro, these Yuvanath wing repairs…
Do we need to rework the budget?

Yes, but Zubin won't increase the budget.

Not the budget,
we'll have to rework our plans.

I need to go for a run, guys.
I need to clear my head.

Shit.

-What is his name?
-Prince.

Aren't the two princes
in the palace enough

that you have one here as well?

Maharaja Yuvanath loved horses.

So does the new Maharaja.

All right, but does he help you out here?

See it for yourself.

Is she…

Yeah.

Our Rani is going to be a mother soon.

Can I help?

Okay.

Rafiq Chacha, the vet will be here soon.

Yes, Hukum.

-More?
-That's all you can grab.

-Sophia.
-Yeah?

It's gonna take some more time.

And it's still raining. So, come, sit.

Better?

Yeah.

You're shivering.

I know.

Sophia, I haven't been
to Maharaja Yuvanath's wing for years.

So, I had no idea what condition it is in.

I know.

-Sir, have you tried Cosmopolitan?
-Guys!

-Guys, guys!
-Feel it, sir.

Guys! Polo with The Prince!

That's it! That's the idea.

Slow down. What are you saying?

Let me explain.
We only have five months to go, right?

As per our pilot launch schedule,
our next step should've been…

Accommodations, ma'am. Rooms.

Exactly. B&B of The Royal B&B.

But there's sewage dripping
in the Guest Wing.

And our second option, Maharaja Yuvanath's
chamber has damaged walls.

This means, we need more money, more time,
which equals to more delays.

So, we'll have to change the launch date.

-So we're screwed.
-No, we aren't, Kunal.

Why should we waste our time?

Why not pull up our next phase?

Let's start testing
our royal experiences, our USP.

And I also think, guys,

that Polo With The Prince
will be a brilliant PR move

The Royal B&B's goal
is to bring royal experiences to people.

And Polo with The Prince is exactly that!

And you know what? He's great with horses.

But will he agree?

Aviraaj, if we want Sophia to give us
the money, you'll have to play.

No. Absolutely not.

And there's zero chance, so stop trying.

Why? Isn't Morpur's favorite Maharaja

going to shoulder
Morpur's responsibilities?

You've turned this Maharaja
into a royal puppet.

You make me dance to your tune.

Who are you trying to punish
by giving up polo, Fizzy?

Yourself? Or him?

These grapes had a purpose.
They were a sommelier's dream.

-Yes, Hukum.
-That's what they were born for.

These are the best grapes.

Yes, Hukum.

The best.

Amazing.

But if no one had seen their potential…

what good would they have been?

Yes, Hukum.

What good would they have been?

They'd be wasted. Rotting away.

As shriveled up raisins.

It's just a game.

No chance.

I'd promised myself
that Dad will never see me play again.

He won't see it.
Neither your game nor your anger.

Dad's no more, Fizzy.

It's not just about him, Jinnie.

No matter what I do for this palace,
it's never enough.

I have a life of my own.

At least you get to do something.

Look at me.

Everyone thinks I'm worthless.

Why?

-Jinnie.
-Yeah?

You're a genius.

You're… welcome.

In fact…

you're a Jinnie-us.

Okay. Thank you.

I have great news, team.

Aviraaj has agreed to play.
Okay, we need to get to work.

We'll give some lucky winners a chance
to play polo with the Maharaja.

While our special guests, their families,
and commoners of Morpur

enjoy their first taste
of royal experiences at The Royal B&B,

our focus will be
the online publicity of The Royal B&B.

We can't screw it up.

This is the best chance
to convert the rooms disaster into a win.

Polo with The Prince, here we come!

These look fantastic, Niki. Great job.

Thanks, Kunal.

Soph, it's too good.

Finally, something is going right.

If anyone can handle a crisis well
it's either you or Thalaiva.

I'm smart as a tack.

-What?
-I know I'm the best.

I agree.

Ma'am, your Tamil is getting better.

Kunal, I messaged you the other night.

Guys.

Guys, have you seen this?

The on-ground team has just sent this.

What!

Not just The Royal B&B customers,

we are unable to even fit in the locals.

So many people?

Our Maharaja is playing polo
after a long time.

Hello, everyone.

Welcome to Polo with The Prince,

the very first royal experience
at The Royal B&B.

We received about 500 applications.

But you are the lucky draw winners,
so congratulations.

Congratulations.

-Limited edition caps.
-Thanks.

Please be careful. No cap.

-I want to play on Prince Aviraaj's team.
-So do I.

-So do I.
-Sir, you are already on his team.

-How much for a selfie?
-Seven-fifty rupees--

I'm sure he'll do it for free.

Where is Aviraaj?

He should've been here half an hour ago.

-I don't know, ma'am…
-Maybe call his ADC?

Yes, ma'am. Yes!

Have a great time…

-Ma'am, ADC--
-Figure it out, Keertana.

Yes, ma'am. Of course.

-Sir, just one--
-Sir!

Filter. Filter, please.

-Sir, please sign.
-Yes, of course.

-Thank you.
-Side, please.

My queen.

Maji-sa.

Jinnie.

I see you've gotten back
on the saddle, Paddy.

Bhabhi-sa.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

-Where the fuck is he?
-I have no idea.

Welcome to The Royal B&B
Polo with The Prince

Sudden Death Charity Event.

This sport is being played
after many years

on the historic Motibagh polo ground.

With thundering applause,
please welcome the prince of Morpur,

national polo champion,
and your next Maharaja,

His Royal Highness
Aviraaj Singh of Morpur.

Fizzy!

What the actual fuck!

Jinnie-us,

now you're not the only
worthless one in the family.

Love you, Mom.

To win this game,

only one goal needs
to be scored in four rounds.

And whichever team scores the first goal,
will take home this grand trophy.

Let the game begin.

All the best!

And with the kick-off,
the guest team has taken the ball.

But what is HH Aviraaj waiting for?

The guest team is moving
towards the goal post swiftly.

Will HH try to stop them?

Well, HH on a final gallop.

Finally overtaking
Rakesh of the guest team.

Go, Aviraaj sir!

He's making his way
swiftly towards the goal.

All he needs is a single shot.

-What has HH done?
-Goal!

He hit the ball towards the audience
instead of the goal post.

What? Why didn't he score a goal?

-What is he doing?
-I don't know, Soph.

At the end of round one, the score is 0-0.

Round 2, the score is still at 0-0.

He's drunk. He's drunk.
That's why he can't score.

But the players are losing interest
in this round

because HH has absolutely no interest.

That's not right, right?

Soph, The Royal B&B customers
are getting irritated. What's going on?

No, where are you going?

Soph, what will do
if this polo event also fails?

Ma'am, people are leaving.

God… Stop them, Keertana.

-Please come back.
-It's gonna get interesting now. Please.

Aviraaj, what do you think you're doing?

Is everything a joke to you? Is there
anything that you value? Anything?

We're at the fag end of round two.

Neither of the teams have scored yet,
nor is anyone interested in scoring.

He looks sleepy, ma'am.

What are we gonna do?

This is ridiculous, ma'am.

This one is prancing around on a horse,

and the other one
is tucking away Happy Meals.

What kind of royals are they?

-Please take a seat.
-Please stay.

You are amazing, Keertana.
You are amazing!

…after that second pass.

Thank you, ma'am.

Digvijay, I know
this is really last moment,

but can you please come right away
for a game of polo?

Polo?

-Me?
-Yeah.

-Now?
-Yes, please.

The game has been scrappy so far.

People are leaving the ground.

Very good, sir. Very good.

You're are acing this commentary. Wow.
Superb! What a great act.

May I speak for a minute?

Thank you so much. So nice.

Everybody, are you leaving?

But the match is only about to begin

because the second prince,
Digvijay Singh, is joining us.

In a crafty move,
Sophia ma'am played her trump card

by including Digvijay in HH's team.

Wow, ma'am, crazy! All hail Sophia ma'am!

Respect, Digvijay sir.
Respect, Sophia ma'am!

That's right, ma'am.

Crazy! Oh my God!
I've never been to a polo game.

This is the first time!

So, please say it out for me.

Shout out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Scream out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Thanks to Sophia ma'am,
Round 3 starts with a bang!

And for your information,
Diggy sir's horse's name is Josh.

Prince Digvijay has owned the polo ball
like no guy has ever owned me.

And look at this!
HH Aviraaj is back in the game!

Like a tiger riding a horse,

with his brother on the team,

it looks like he has found
new interest in the game!

Polo audience, do you know
what's my favorite rom-com?

I'll tell you. The one unfolding
before us, this bromance!

Between HH Aviraaj
and his brother Prince Digvijay Singh.

This bromantic pair is fabulous!

And it seems impossible to beat them.

The kind of synchronization
they have on today, is rarely witnessed.

After Sachin and Sourav,
this is the best partnership I've seen.

Prince Digvijay is tackling the guest team
to make way for his brother

like women can never in a local train.

HH Aviraaj is…

He's racing towards the goal post.

And…

It's a sixer! Goal!

-Goal!
-Polo goal!

Fizzy!

Yeah!

This match seemed
lackluster in the beginning,

but Sophia ma'am turned it
into an exciting bromantic adventure.

Thank you, Sophia ma'am.
On behalf of you and me, thank you.

Say it after me!
Shout out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Scream out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Shout out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Scream out loud, "Prince with Polo!"

Yeah, yeah…

Tears of joy?

-He's playing again.
-Yes!

All hail Maharaj Aviraaj!

All hail Maharaj Aviraaj!

All hail Maharaj Aviraaj!

All hail Maharaj Aviraaj!

All hail Maharaj Aviraaj!

Yeah, thank you. Thank you so much.

Appreciate it.

I'll call you back. Yeah.

Learn a few things, Ms. Shekhar.

Your win? That was sheer luck.

Like you defeating Coffee
on the beach was sheer luck.

You won't let me live in peace?!

Can you believe this guy?

All he cares about is himself.

I hope it won't cost us.

Next.

-Dilip.
-Yeah.

Thank you.

What else is left for me, Girdhari-sa?

If Morpur and Motibagh belong to him,
then I have the right to live my life too.

Fizzy, you can quit on me,
but not the game.

I have to.

For me, you and polo are one and the same.

Don't let anger
take away your joy and love, son.

Yes, Pankaj-sa.

Greetings, Hukum. We received
the cheque from The Royal B&B.

Shall I pay
your New York apartment's rent?

Let's clear Mom's credit card bills first.

Yes, Hukum.

There are plenty of hotels in New York.

As you wish, Hukum.

-Thank you.
-Hukum.

What do we do about them?

Because you're interested in art.

And this artist was your Dad's favorite.

Okay, then…

you're stuck.

From today, you're my…

best friend.

ZUBIN DARUVALA
FIRST THE ROOMS DISASTER.

NOW ONLY THE PRINCE HAS GONE VIRAL
IN THE POLO EVENT.

Subtitle translation by:
Sheela Sijin Mathews